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A small debate ensued between King and Sania only because of a haircut. But it seems that the difference was won by the King who issued all persuasions and reasons until finally Sania chose to surrender and want to accompany the King to haircut.

"Come, Ja. Departing to the dam, already this misfortune." the voice of the father who arrived suddenly jarring just made the debate of the King and Sania immediately stopped.

"I'm not leaving yet, sir. My body is not healthy anymore," replied the King. Of course the King's reason sounds absurd. He did not complain about his body condition. But this time he suddenly said he was not feeling well.

"Don't lie to you? I'm going to leave" said Abdul half forcefully. He obviously knew very well that the child was just pretending. All that the King did because in this house there was Sania.

"Oh my goodness, sir. Who's lying?" turn the King while gently kneading his arm. Sania who was in front of him was just silent without a twist while paying attention to the behavior of the King who was pretending to be in pain.

"Is this really not going?" ask Abdul to make sure.

"Yes, Sir. After this is the plan I want to sleep again" replied the King and of course it was a lie.

Abdul who understood that the child was only pretending also finally relented. Abdul knows his son is trying to win the heart of Abah Mudin's daughter. And as a father, he could only pray for and support him as long as the King was within reasonable limits when making the approach. Abdul walked towards the main door after saying goodbye.

"That feeling was okay, Bang? Why are you so not feeling well?" ask Sania as soon as you leave.

"Oh my goodness, Deck. I don't feel well in front of you. How do I get attention? don't want me." I'm the king.

"Don't you like it when there's attention?" sania asked again and the question made the King feel very anxious.

"Geez, Dek. Who doesn't like being watched? Huh ah, long time I've been geming with you, I pinched your cheeks want to?" hearing the King's threat, Sania instantly covered both cheeks with her hands. Suddenly the King even laughed at the reaction of the woman in front of him who looked even more adorable.

"Huh what the hell. He said he wasn't feeling well but looked healthy?" sania Cibir. The king was getting more and more chuckled.

"Oh my goodness, dear brother, I'm gnarled."

"Darling?" said Sania while glaring.

"Ups! Brother said wrongly, sorry Dedek Sansan," replied the King with a cry.

Whether intentionally or not, what must be one dear word that came out of the King's mouth made Sania's heart suddenly beat faster. Sania did not understand why it could be so, but the pounding was enough to make Sania feel uneasy right then and there. The Eid was getting tighter as Sania's eyes caught the eyes of the King looking at her and also the King's different looking smile made Sania feel a strange sensation she had never felt.

"Sholat in the room is possible," replied the King. His face showed a sense of unwillingness that the togetherness with Sania this morning was over.

"Yes, I went back to the room first, want to be ready to go home," Sania said as she stood up.

"Later let me take you home," Sania immediately turned her head.She was about to make a sound but the King immediately cut, "Don't argue." Sania snorted and then passed leaving the wailing King.

As Sania passes through the living room, Sania sees her mother King again busy in the kitchen. Sania also took the initiative to approach him and wanted to help.

"What cooking, auntie?" sania asked as soon as she reached the kitchen room.

The question from Sania seemed to surprise her mother a little. He even slightly jumped and immediately turned his head. "Eh Sania's. Here, auntie again makes mendoan."

Sania rounded her lips while mangosteen. "Can you help Sania, tan?"

"No need, just make the same mendoan sambal doang kok." refused mother.

"yeah. No time, aunt?" sanny Sania.

"Let's just Sania help you, ma'am. Sania's cuisine is delicious." chirps the King who knows since when he's been sitting at the table eating.

"Really, San?" ask mom to make sure with a sparkling face.

"No, tan. It tastes the same as aunt's cooking,"

"Well! You're really the complete package, San. It's suitable to be somebody's wife,"

"Dam."

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